Okay, this was my first attempt at something different and it did not turn out the way it was supposed to.
Thank you @aduialel for the prompt, I know this is no quite what you ask... But, It has an open ending and I do intend to make it through a second part.
This will feature Young Thranduil
Glorfindel and a non traditional reader/OC.
Again, this is my first time and, English is no my mother tongue so do forgive me any mistake.
The prompt was:
46. "Shut up, I'm a delight!"
The Great Hall had been decorated with gold and silver, the lamps hanging above their heads had been brought to the dwarves from Moria and the wine had been shared by the elves from Eregion. The whole room had been filled with allies, family and friends, and Elrond could say this was one of the most lovely festivities he had shared in a very long time.
The sweet music from the harps and violins reached his ears. And his lips curled up when his eyes caught sight of his wife and his best friend fooling around on the dance floor. Celebrian was laughing, her eyes had closed as her hand stretched out to allow Thranduil a quick twirl and then a sweep to the side.
Elrond arched a single eyebrow, he cleared his throat while shooting amused stares to both elves who turned their attention to him.
“Would it be possible to recover my wife, Thranduil? Or, would I have to fight you for her?” Elrond could not hold his smile as Thranduil straightened up wrapping an arm around Celebrian’s shoulders.
“You will have to fight me, Elrond. Your wife is a delight, and she is light on her feet, unlike you.”
“Oh, be nice, Lastithen.” (little leaf) Celebrian chuckled when all Thranduil did was wince at the old nickname.
“I am nice, your husband is too easy.” Thranduil smirked at this, not letting go of Celebrian who was hiding her smile.
Elrond rolled his eyes knowing Thranduil was being difficult just because he enjoyed being difficult.
“You will have to give her back, eventually.”
“You two will stop talking about me as if I'm not here.”Celebrian said with a hint of warning in her voice, her expression did not change but both Elrond and Thranduil nodded obediently.
“Now, while I always enjoy your antics, Lasthiten, I think I need to teach my husband how to enjoy himself.”
“I resent that, I know how to enjoy myself.” Elrond replied, sending withered glances to Celebrian and Thranduil whe. He both of them snorted at this.
“Of course, my love, come show me how you enjoy yourself.”
Thranduil stepped aside watching with growing amusement as Celebrian really tried to teach some dancing moves to Elrond. The black-haired elf was looking confused but completely smitten by Celebrian so, whatever she did or propose he was soon obeying without a hint of a doubt. A pang of jealousy tried to overcome Thranduil, he longed to have something like this. A love to share laughter and foolish moments, someone to share his dreams and fears.
The music soon was too much, the light became too bright and Thranduil had a need to leave the Great Hall. He turned around walking towards the closest balcony, fresh air could scare away his darkening thoughts and go back to enjoy the friendship of his friends and the love of his family. Nothing else mattered.
The terrace faced the great sea stretching out beyond the lands Thranduil had ever known and loved. The light of the moon reflected on his waters, while the sound of the waves breaking in the hills ignited a nostalgia Thranduil did not think himself capable of feeling. He approached the railing without noticing he was not alone, in the far corner was a single figure.
An elf maiden.
She was leaning against the railing with her light hair falling on her back and her face turned towards the sea. Her face was a mask of pure concentration, with her dark eyes gleaming contently without a care in the world.
For a brief moment, Thranduil hesitated. He was looking for fresh air but at the same time he was looking for solitude and did not want to interrupt someone else in their contemplation of nothingness.
Still, he wanted his fresh air and his solitude and this elf maiden had not taken notice of him so he stepped forward and stood right at the other side of the terrace observing the dark waters of the sea.
“For a human you really are quite sneaky, what are you doing here?” Glorfindel barged in the terrace offering a brilliant smile to the woman.
“Well, I told you I was not good at great gatherings and I want to see the sea at night.” She said, offering a half smile. “How did you find me?”
“Magic, my dear, let's go there is someone I want you to meet.”
She laughed and her whole face brightened up and soon Thranduil realized he had been standing to the side watching the whole scene flabbergasted and unable to move. He had mistaken himself, the woman was not an elf but a mortal. A woman!
And of course he should have noticed!
Yet, there was something different…
Thranduil soon furrowed his brows rather annoyed. Did Glorfindel and that woman ignore him? They did not even look his way!
They really dare to ignore him!
Thranduil barged inside the Great Hall, his eyes glancing around from one group to the other. Narrowing his eyes when he caught sight of his father then Gil Galad, a group of elves he did not know pretty well.
“Thranduil, is everything alright ?” Elrond stopped him with a single hand, the blond-haired elf turned to his friend tilting his head as if confused by the question.
“I am. Why do you ask?”
“You look agitated,” this time it was Celebrian who furrowed her brows trying to locate with her eyes the responsible for bringing such humour to her friend. “Did something happen?”
Thranduil knitted his brows together, he glanced around then back at Celebrian and Elrond.
“Can you believe that moments ago Glorfindel came in without even looking at me?” Thranduil said indignantly, his eyes gleaming strangely. “ And he was not alone. Of course. And he and his companion had the nerve to ignore me when I was right in front of their noses?”
Elrond and Celebrian both glanced at one another then turned to Thranduil who now was looking like a petulant child. He was still looking with his eyes at the two offending individuals until, finally he found them. Celebrian followed those blue eyes and realized who he was speaking of, her face lit up in understanding just as she realized Thranduil was looking really aggravated by this.
“Well, my friend you can be quite difficult sometimes, and…”
“Excuse me?” Thranduil directed his attention to Elrond who smiled sheepishly at him.
“Thranduil, right now you are acting all offended because Glorfindel and his human friend didn't greet you.” Elrond tried to sound reasonable but he had already said the wrong thing and Celebrian was highly amused and distracted to help him a little.
“Thranduil, please don't go around being difficult… ” Elrond tried to explain but pressed his lips together when Thranduil glared at him.
“I am not difficult, Elrond. I'm a delight! Now, shut up and come with me to make our proper introductions to this human friend.”
With that said Thranduil grabbed Elrond by his arm and dragged him around the room directly towards his goal ready to show Glorfindel of Gondolin and this stranger he was in fact a delight. And should not be ignored.
Elrond was completely and utterly confused and, while Celebrian was equally confused she was quite amused as well.following both of them to see how this would end.
… This ought to be interesting.